Kentucky

Here is how it comes to me Dropping grass into your pail And lying deep in churchyard sleep Still whispering our tales And you became a part of mine The day that death lay down at my door And every light burned twice as bright To ease around your form Then suddenly, the truth becomes there's time My mother comes and says there's wine to cover me Lost, like a boy with his Lord bound around him with cords On the night that we fell into tune How well she knows the blood that pours is good Born into wars she never would've chose (Shows that the staff and the rod of the terror of God Have finally gotten to you.) Let all that is old be made new Then, through the dust of winters long We kept each other's fingers strong Despite what was proved, we smiled, unmoved Like rocks under the rain Boulders on the lawn Our fathers said that love needs to be sure Took to our knees to be the pure among the dead (Every last inch, every page, of the cage that they gave you Burns in you like love that is true.) Let all that is old be made new Oh! And then you said that you had got a letter from your man Like the sky had broken open Oh! And then you said that we are blown along by his great plan Like the sand breathed into motion Oh! You prayed (though you can't save me) I might someday understand You bucked like Io by the ocean You lost your mind but found your hope And then I left you to your sickness, white as stone inside his hand I see it all; it comes to me, and I bow How Melody is married now, and tall Nine years since love, when the heat glowed all over our feet The fire, the howl let loose Let all that is old be made new